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I was just drinkin' on drank, when you got here I poured you up We was so caught in the moment, you couldn't wait to give it up I don't really smoke, I'd rather pop a pill but you can spark it up You already looked crossfaded when I picked you up I got love for your mama, she know how to cook for a nigga When you want dick, I'm one call away, you ain't gotta look for a nigga I done came down, I'm sippin' Don't come over here trippin' You always out on the weekends Always fuck me, but you don't mean it I'm on the highway speedin' on the way to your crib Hands off the steering wheel Two exits 'til I'm at your door step Hope you got the bed ready We don't need the lights on 'Cause I got my icе on Fuck you to your favorite song You got your lingerie on Wе gon' fuck all night long You put your hair up in a bun You know that shit turn me on Your friends blowin' your phone up 'Cause they know the type of shit we on They say I'm no good for you They think that I'm a waste of time But you shouldn't worry 'bout that Letras de cancionesYou just need to ease your mind 'Cause you know we both want it We just fuckin', I won't tell you lies You got your lingerie on You know that shit turn me on They think that I'm a waste of time Love me, love me Love me, love me Love me, love me Love me, love me You're late, now you got your 1942 I've dreamed about fucking you since high school Now that I got a chance, I'ma play it cool, ooh-oh Now that you're fucked up, we gon' take it to the room Room, room Now that I got you fucked up, we in the room Room From Letras Mania